Sacred Sins' Pub & Bar

@(C) Lalisa Manoban Hongbin chuckled at the words of choice of the bartender then nodded his head. "Should I call you noona?" He laughed again while playing with his drink with his index finger. "Well Liza, I am Hongbin." He mumbled before his focus went on the man who just got inside. For a brief second, .Hongbin examined the man then he realized it would probably be a bad idea and turned back to his drink. But his ear stayed with them. So the bartender was the daughter of the owner... He hadn't thought that. "Well.. so this is your father's place?"

@(C) Lee Hongbin she could tell that he could tell. maybe not the whole ordeal that he's in a pub filled with some of the most wanted people in the area, guns hidden somewhere in their concealed clothing, deals being made downstairs (and upstairs, especially upstairs), sensitive information passed onto one lips' to another's ears and of course, the whole ordeal of the goddamn bartender being the surrogate daughter of one of the most dangerous mafia - but she knows that he knows, something is definitely wrong. which was fine for her, cause then he would know the balance of the situation and he doesn't look like someone who dares to tip it. she chuckled lightly, barely lifting her lips as he asked the question "honey i'm 22 and i'm pretty much more than qualified to be here" she said as she nodded up to someone who just arrived, leaning slightly to take a glass and pour some beer before sliding it to the man beside him "and it's liza" a few seconds passed before another thudding heard from upstairs. the man next to him sighed "jesus christ, can't your father keep a quiet deal up there?" he scoffed as he took a sip of his drink. liza sighed back at him "he's out with ma tonight, it's silas" with that, the man lets out a particulary loud chuckle "that idiot brother of yours? what the hell is your dad thinking?" he laughed as the liza just shrugged "better not say that out loud..." she murmured as she took her dishcloth and starts to clean the utensils

@(C) Lalisa Manoban Hongbin listened the young bartender carefully, getting a little alarmed by her words. Maybe he was exaggerating only but it felt like something was up about this bar. Like the silent.. it wasn't a peaceful one. It was rather a one beform a storm. Which made Hongbin believing his theory more when he heard a few rustlings and thudding from upstairs. He watched the girl clearing his throat with an obvious tone. "Oh.." He mumbled to himself, his eyes wandering around the other people in the bar who weren't looking anything like Hongbin. He was too much of a flower boy for the bar. "Well.. I see you rarely see some smiles.." He mumbled taking his order to take a sip of it. "What's your name? Aren't you are too young to work here?"

@(C) Lee Hongbin she observed his response and nodded in return, sliding the drink to him. a charmer, she thought to herself. she could see it from the way he smiles, which is something that is rare to see here. she continue to clean the glasses as he asked the question "the people around here are the people who appreciates the quiet" she said, the volume of her voice is not a whisper, however it is hushed "they dealt with loud voices everyday so a little silence would be nice" she gestured towards some people who sat alone and some groups who speaks in a hushed tone towards each other. a few seconds later, there are a few rustlings and thudding heard from upstairs - which made liza stopped her actions for a moment, and the rest of the people is obviously alarmed. she cleared , quite loudly, and they came back to their usual routine of hushed tones and silences. "and we rarely see some charming smiles around here" she commented, not making any eye contact except for when she took his orders

@(C) Lalisa Manoban Taking a look at the bartender, Hongbin tilted his head examining the girl in front of him. She seemed too young to work in a bar like this but also there was something in the way she looks that fit the bar perfectly. Her silver blue hair and big eyes, her raised eyebrow.. Somehow those fit the bar too much to judge her. "No lemon please." He smiled his dimples putting up a show on his cheeks. But somehow he knew it wouldn't effect anybody here so he turned back to his serious expression. "Is it always quiet around here?"

@(C) Lee Hongbin quiet. that's how liza would describe her week. which was okay for normal people, and there's a heavy emphasis on the word 'normal people'. for people like liza, a quiet week makes her anxious. and by anxious she means she wants to move or she wants to shoot something (and/or someone) or she wants to plant her fist on something (this one is definitely someone). for her employer, a quiet week is good - a quiet week means there are no bloodshed nor there are a trail of dead bodies and bad business that was wasted in their history. but for liza, a quiet week means she's working at the bar. don't get her wrong, she liked to work in the bar but it's just her initial job to do. but orders an order, and she should make herself useful rather than just piling up the trail even more. she stood behind the bar cleaning the cooler glass with the dish clothing, her lips closed into a thin line and her silver blue hair was pulled into a simple ponytail. her actions were halted when a customer came to her and ordered. she raised her eyebrows, obviously showing that his choice of alcohol was weirdly meek than the others around him, which simply ordered the strongest vodka or just a beer. but it was not her job to judge the customer's drink, her job is to serve the drink. so she served it alright - she moves fast and does it with ease, her mentor is a great person in this kind of stuffs after all. she stirred the drink gently "do you want a lemon to garnish or what?" she asked the customer without looking up to him

@(C) Lalisa Manoban After a long day at school, Hongbin decided that he needed a drink. He has never been the one to screw around and go to bars but he was feeling like it today. Since his project was going awful, he was kicked out of the school club and he was about to finish his internship with the famous photographer so he didn't know how to pay rent. Entering to a random bar on an alleyway, Hongbin already knew that it was a bad idea. The bar had a bohem atmosphere, it was definitely too dark for Hongbin's soul. But he didn't mind as long as he drink his drink peacefully and turn back home. He walked up to the bar counter and hoped on a chair. "Can I get a long island iced tea?"


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